This is not Les Mis
A woman named Amber and her husband and some beautiful couple friends are together drinking and dining. The two small exhausted children curl in quiet beds. The obnoxious dog paws at air as he surely dreams of eating a neighbor. Their evening, unbothered and jolly, is precariously leaning on quiet and rest.
Suddenly, in the still, stark black night in a little subdivision, like an abrupt wake-up announcement, the doorbell rings. The dog goes wild. Both babies start crying. Amber’s motherclaws bear, and she stomps to the door, opens it, babies clinging, and no one is there.
“That was a Ring and Run!”
Amber in a streak of red, hands off a child and begins pounding her bare feet along the sidewalk. They wouldn’t be far. The friends and husband follow, doubled-over in laughter.
Amber turns a corner, yelling, “Excuse me!” just as two young boys who had been running along side their bicycles take off in dead sprints, leaving one little bike for her hostage. She picks it up from the ground, yells, “thank you!,” and rolls it inside her house.
This turns out to be quite an exciting evening for the couples. While the grown women giggle about a stolen bike and put the children back to rest, the grown men slink out the door, military style, moving from shadow to shadow, having quietly watched the children stash the other bike in an easement.
The big, strong men sneak right up to the menaced boys, and the boys run away screaming. The men yelled, “Hey! We have your bike! You know where we live if you want them back!”
Then they too return home giggling about their own stolen bike.
Amber has never seen such scared little boys, when they quietly knocked on her door, bowed apologies and yes ma’ams. She gladly returns their bicycles for they are too small for her to ride, and she wants them to remain a reminder: Don’t Ring and Run at night. The House might be full of crazy people.
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Also, I would love it if the conversation continues on the previous post about women and their secret lusts, the need for reconciliation. If any of you have anything to offer others who are struggling, please do. I know it struck a chord.
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